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Got a Gallery in the Wild Chapter 81: Rain (4)

Chapter 81: Rain (4)

The⁠⁠ very first thing⁠⁠ I did after⁠ the trade restriction⁠ was lifted was‌ give a small‌​ bribeno, a gift​ to the fixed-account‌​ users.

And‍‌​ when I say‌‌⁠ gift, I just‌ mean giving them​‌​ chunks of fish⁠ on skewers.

The‌⁠‍ fish was so‍‍⁠ huge that even‍‌​ after handing it⁠ out like that,‌‌⁠ I still had​⁠‍ plenty left to‍​⁠ eat.

[WildGrills:​ How does it⁠⁠ taste?]

[HeavenlyDemon:​ It is excellent.​ A true delicacy⁠ among delicacies. I believe this is⁠‍⁠ the most delicious‌⁠‍ food I have‌‌ ever tasted.]

[WildGrills:‍ You’re flattering me‌‍ too much. I’m‌‍ really glad you⁠​⁠ liked it haha.]‍‌

[HeavenlyDemon:​ It is not⁠⁠‌ an exaggeration. For​‌ something prepared so‍⁠‍ simply to have​ this kind of⁠ flavor makes me​⁠​ wonder how it​ would taste if⁠‍ it were cooked‌​‌ properly.]

[WildGrills:​‍ Once I have​ more breathing room,​ I’ll cook it‌‍‍ for you properly.‌⁠‍ Once I have‌‌​ breathing room.]

[HeavenlyDemon:‍ You do not‌‌ know how long⁠ that breathing room​‌‍ will last. I am fine as​⁠⁠ I am.]

As‍⁠ expected, HeavenlyDemon absolutely‍ loved it.

It‍⁠ felt like no‍‍ matter what I gave her, she‍​ would happily accept‍ it.

Even‍ so, hearing her‌‌‍ praise made me⁠‍ feel pretty good.​

[Swordmaster:​⁠‍ Why does this‍​ fish taste like‌⁠‌ meat? I envy‍ the fact that​ you get to‌‌ eat this every⁠⁠‍ day.]

[WildGrills:​‌‍ Want to come‌ here?]

[Swordmaster:⁠⁠ But my mom’s‌⁠ cooking is still​ the best.]

[WildGrills:‌‌ It’s been so‌ long since I had homemade food⁠ that I wouldn’t‌‌ know.]

[Swordmaster:⁠‍ Ah sorry. I’m​⁠​ really sorry.]

[WildGrills:‌​ I was joking⁠​ haha. But I guess it really‌ is that good.]‍⁠‍

Swordmaster⁠‍⁠ praised it too.⁠‍​ I honestly felt​ satisfied.

I had only salted​​ and grilled it,​‌ yet it still⁠⁠‍ tasted incredible.

[DwarfPassingBy:‌⁠‌ Hey. Give me‍ more. It’s not‍ enough to drink⁠‌​ with.]

[WildGrills:‍ You shameless bastard.]‍

[DwarfPassingBy:⁠ Giiive me moooor.]⁠‍‍

[WildGrills:⁠ Your messages already⁠‌‍ smell like alcohol,​‍ just go to‍‍ sleep;;]

Well,​​ the dwarf was⁠‌ still saying ridiculous‍⁠ things without any​ shame whatsoever.

Judging​‍‍ by the way​‌⁠ he typed, he​‍ seemed completely drunk.​‍‍

Still,‍ he didn’t seem​ intent on squeezing‌​ me dry, so‍​‌ he dropped the‌ subject there.

After​‌‍ that, I shared​​‍ some with DemonPrincess,⁠ StarlightPrincess, AllFather, SunForEver,​ and the other​ fixed-account users who‌⁠​ had helped me.⁠

Most⁠‌‌ of them reacted​ positively, and that‍​‌ made me feel​​ proud.

And​‍‌ finally, even the⁠ Moderator.

That⁠⁠⁠ was how the‍⁠​ distribution event(?) ended.‍

‘By​⁠ the way, the​‍‍ Moderator really does​‌​ seem religious.’

While​‍ talking with her‌⁠⁠ a bit, she‍ asked whether I had any intention⁠ of believing in​ a god.

It⁠‍‌ felt like someone⁠‍ trying to evangelize‌ me, so I was a little‌​ uncomfortable, but since​‌ she didn’t push‌ further, I didn’t‌‌ respond badly either.​⁠⁠

She​‍ just seemed genuinely‌‌‌ curious about why‍ I insulted the‌ gods.

So‌​‌ I simply answered‌‍​ honestly.

Krrrraaaash!​‌

And‍‍ it seems I’m‍ now witnessing the⁠⁠‌ consequences of insulting‍‍⁠ the gods.

I couldn’t help sighing⁠‍‍ as I watched​‌‌ the rain fall⁠‍ even harder than⁠ before.

There‍ was definitely no‍‌ exploring today anymore.‌​​

The‌ weather had gotten‌‍‌ even worse.

With‍ thunder and lightning⁠ included, it looked‌⁠​ like the sky⁠​⁠ itself was performing‌​ a ritual to‌‌ stop me from‌ going outside.

‘This⁠‍ is getting ridiculous.’​​

Thankfully,​ I still had‌‌‌ plenty of supplies​‍ stored away.

And​ I had also‍ managed to finish‌ the drainage while‍‌ the rain had‍ briefly stopped.

If‌ I hadn’t done‌ that, the trench​‌ probably would’ve filled⁠‌ up or overflowed⁠‍ with water.

And‌⁠‌ cleaning everything afterward‍‍⁠ would’ve been far‍⁠‌ worse.

‘Just⁠ in case, I should install more​‌⁠ bars too.’

This⁠⁠​ very morning, right​‍ after the rain‍⁠ started, a raccoon​ had shown up​‌⁠ inside the cave.​‌

Not‍​‍ only did it‍‍⁠ come to warm⁠‌ itself by the⁠‌‌ fire, it even‍ tried to steal‍‌​ a fasting pill.‍⁠

That‍ one ended up⁠‌‍ becoming Wonmo’s snack‌‌ thanks to the​‍‍ sloth, but I still needed to‍⁠ stay alert against​⁠ other creatures.

‘And‍​ that was only‍​‍ a raccoon. If‍‍‍ it had been⁠⁠‍ something else, it​ could’ve been dangerous.’‌‍‍

Even‌​‍ the raccoon was​⁠​ dangerous.

If‍ it had been‍‌ rabid, things would’ve‌‍ been serious.

Though​‍ now that I think about it,‍‍ the sloth was​⁠ dangerous too, but​‌​ since he hated​⁠ bathing, there wasn’t⁠‌ much I could​⁠‍ do about it.⁠​⁠

I looked at the⁠‌‍ torrential rain covering​ my entire field‍⁠​ of vision and‍​‍ shook my head.‍

Losing⁠​‍ an entire day​ put me in‍ a bad mood.‍⁠⁠

“Wonmo.⁠ Come here.”

“Kyuu?”‍‍

Well​‍‍ then, I’ll heal‍⁠‍ this bad mood⁠‍ by hugging Wonmo.⁠⁠

He⁠ looked like a fluffy little furball,‍‌ and every time​ I hugged him,‍⁠ I felt my​ mind calming down.‌‌⁠

Wonmo⁠‌ didn’t resist either⁠‌ and simply let‌‍ himself be hugged.⁠

‘This‌​⁠ guy will probably⁠⁠⁠ end up much​​ bigger than me​ someday too, right?’‍

Wonmo’s⁠‌ mother, the Owlbear‌ that ended up⁠​‍ being sold at⁠‍‌ the auction house.‌‍​

Though‌ saying “sold” sounded‍⁠ weird, technically she‍‌ really was sold.⁠

Anyway,‍ that Owlbear had‌‌‍ been as huge⁠ as a truck.‌‍

Which‍ meant Wonmo would⁠‍⁠ also eventually grow‍⁠⁠ to that size.‍​

‘I’d‌‌⁠ rather that not‍‍ happen while we’re‌‍⁠ still in this‌​ forest.’

I had heard that‍ an Owlbear needed​‍ at least three‌‌‌ years to fully‍‌‌ mature.

Considering‍ that a normal‍⁠‌ bear took around​‍‍ ten years to⁠‌ fully grow, that‍⁠‍ speed was terrifying.⁠⁠

‘Though⁠ they also eat‍‌ monstrous amounts of‍ food.’

Owlbears‍​‍ were creatures that⁠⁠ sacrificed everything for‌‌ rapid growth, gaining‍ monstrous appetites in⁠​ return.

Thankfully,​⁠ the Forest of‍‍⁠ Four Seasons had​‍‌ plenty of food,‌ and I still‍ had a decent‌‌ amount of money⁠⁠ loaded into the‌‌ gallery.

Shhhhhhhhhh!!​

The⁠ problem was still​ the rain.

If⁠‌ it kept falling⁠⁠ like this, my‍‍⁠ survival would start⁠⁠⁠ becoming difficult.

Not‌‍‌ only because the​‍ river could overflow,‍ but also because‌⁠⁠ unexpected situations could​‍ happen, like that‍‍‌ raccoon entering the​⁠‌ cave.

Even‌‍ though I had‌ installed bars, there‌‌ were probably creatures‌⁠​ in this forest​​‍ capable of easily‍‍ breaking through them.⁠​‍

Others⁠‍​ wouldn’t even need⁠‌‌ to break them,‍​‌ like the lizard‌ currently trying to‌ climb over them.​

Tap⁠⁠⁠ tap tap tap—⁠​

Of‍ course, anything trying⁠ to get through‍​⁠ would also receive​⁠‌ punishment.

“Wonmo.‍‍​ Want to eat​ that too?”

“Kyuu!”​‍

The​ lizard trying to‌ climb the bars⁠ ended up becoming‌‌ Wonmo’s snack.

With⁠‌ the rain, all​⁠‌ kinds of animals⁠ were trying to‌⁠​ get into the​ cave.

I couldn’t explore, and​⁠ there wasn’t much‌‍ else to do⁠⁠ either.

But‍⁠​ relaxing wasn’t really⁠​‌ an option.

‘Rather‌⁠ than sleeping, I should practice the⁠⁠ internal circulation technique.’⁠‍‍

When‍⁠​ I had nothing‌ to do, practicing⁠ the technique was​​ perfect.

It‍ also completely removed​‍⁠ fatigue.

Just‍‍ as I was​⁠‍ about to sit‍ down cross-legged and⁠ start breathing, I saw the sloth⁠ standing in front‍⁠ of me.

That​ guy was staring‌ at me with‍‍‌ his usual calm‍ expression.

I stared back at⁠‍ him for a moment, and suddenly,​ a brilliant idea‌​ came to mind.​‍‌

‘This​​ guy seems to⁠‌ understand what I say, so what⁠ if I teach‌‍​ him the internal‍‌ circulation technique?’

Anyone​​ who heard that‌​​ would probably think⁠​​ I was an‌⁠ idiot.

Which​ was exactly why​ it was worth‍​ trying.

And​ at the same‌ time, it would‌‌​ also be a chance for the‍‌‍ sloth to become⁠ even stronger.

He⁠⁠ was already strong​ as it was,‍‍⁠ but if he‌​ also learned an⁠‍⁠ internal circulation technique.⁠

That‌‍​ was far too⁠ tempting.

Though⁠‍‍ first, I should‍ ask in the‍ gallery.

It​‍⁠ was worth confirming‌‍ beforehand.

Title)⁠ Can animals also⁠​⁠ use internal circulation‌‌‍ techniques?

WildGrills‍‍

(Photo⁠​⁠ of the sloth⁠ staring at me)‍

I want to teach‌​ an internal circulation‌​ technique to this‌⁠​ idiot. Can animals‍‌​ do it too?‌

He’s‍‍ already faster than‍⁠ me, so I don’t think it⁠‍‌ would be bad​⁠​ if he became⁠⁠‌ even stronger.

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)‍‍​ Grills. I hope‌⁠‌ you are not​​‍ thinking of teaching​‌‌ him the technique​ I passed down‌​‌ to you.

ㄴWildGrills)​ Even if I teach him the⁠ verses, he wouldn’t‌‌​ understand them anyway.‍⁠

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)‍‌ Hmm. That is‌ also true. Though‍⁠​ he does seem​⁠ fairly intelligent, doesn’t⁠‍‌ he?

ㄴWildGrills)‌‍​ Intelligence and wisdom⁠‍ are two different​‌​ things, Master.

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)‌​‍ Now I understand.‌‌ Even so, I have never heard⁠ of an animal​⁠ using an internal⁠‌ circulation technique.

ㄴSwordmaster)‌‍​ Not mana training‌‌ techniques specifically, but​⁠ there are similar​​⁠ cases. There are‍ relatively intelligent monsters⁠ like orcs, goblins,⁠⁠ or gnolls. Though‍‌‌ liches are an⁠‌‍ exception since they⁠ were originally living‍ humans.

ㄴWildGrills)‌‍ So they can‍​⁠ use mana?

ㄴSwordmaster)‍⁠‍ Yes. Though rather‌ than specialized training,‌‍‍ it would be​‍​ closer to a mutation. But the​ important point is‍‍ that they can‍‍ use mana.

ㄴWildGrills)‌‌ So normal animals‌​​ don’t exist.

ㄴSwordmaster)⁠‌ Among the monsters​ I’ve seen, no.⁠⁠ If they did‍​‍ exist, it would‍​ be a massive⁠​ sensation.

ㄴAllFather)​‍ There are ancient‍​‌ records of attempts⁠ to teach mana‍​ techniques to monkeys​​‌ and primates. But‌‌⁠ there was never‌​​ a single successful​‍‌ case.

ㄴWildGrills)‍ So it would‍⁠ just be pointless‌ effort?

ㄴAllFather)​ I don’t know‌‌⁠ about that either.‍​ Like Swordmaster said,‍‍‍ a “mutation” could‌​‍ be different. And‌‍ if you think⁠⁠‍ about it, the​⁠‌ sloth is also‌ a kind of‌ mutation, so it’s‍ not impossible.

ㄴHey.‍ What if he‍​‌ becomes stronger and​‍‌ ends up killing‌‌‌ you?

ㄴHe’ll‌⁠‍ kill you and‍ then steal all​‌​ your fasting pills.​

ㄴHonestly,⁠ he really does‌‌‍ seem capable of​ it.

That‍‍⁠ last comment sounded‌‌ a little terrifying.⁠‌

As​ soon as I read it, I turned to look​ at the sloth.⁠

He‍‌ had that face⁠‍‌ that practically screamed,​ “I’m a totally​​​ harmless animal~”.

But​‌ hidden behind that⁠‍⁠ face were terrifying‌‍ claws.

“Sloth.”‌‌⁠

“……”‍‍

“Even​⁠‍ if you become​⁠⁠ stronger, you won’t‌⁠‌ kill me, right?”‍⁠‌

Nod—​‌​ Nod—

Incredibly‌ enough, he seemed‌ to understand and‌​​ nodded.

Rather,‌ he reacted like​​ he was saying,⁠​‌ “Why would I kill you? I’d‌ only lose benefits.”​⁠⁠

ㄴWildGrills)⁠‌ I asked him⁠ and he said‍‌⁠ he won’t kill‌‌ me.

ㄴAnd⁠​ how do you⁠​ know that?

ㄴWildGrills)‌​⁠ He nodded his‍​⁠ head. I saw‍‍‌ it.

ㄴYou⁠ can tell from‌ a mile away⁠ he’s lying lmao.‍‍

ㄴIt‍ just means he’s‍‍​ waiting for the‌⁠ right moment to⁠ betray you lmao.‌⁠‍

ㄴYou‍‍⁠ really trust an​ animal? That’s how​​ you get stabbed‌ in the back.​

ㄴWildGrills)⁠‍‌ If he’s already⁠​⁠ stronger than me,⁠ what would even⁠ be the point‌⁠ of betraying me?;;​‍⁠

ㄴHe’ll‌‍‍ kill you once‌ you become strong⁠‌‌ too. Isn’t it​ obvious?

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ Don’t speak badly‌‌ about our sloth;;;‍‍

Even​‍​ if that were‌ true, the sloth‍‍ had already saved⁠⁠‍ my life several‍‍‌ times.

I just needed to‍‌​ make sure to⁠ keep him happy⁠ by giving him‌​​ plenty of fasting⁠ pills.

Anyway,​​‍ I decided to⁠ teach him an​ internal circulation technique⁠‌ or rather, a mana training method.‍

Everyone‌‍ said it was​ stupid, though it⁠⁠ also seemed fun.‍​‍

ㄴSwordmaster)⁠⁠‌ Seriously, why do​⁠​ you do things‌⁠‍ like this?;;

ㄴAre⁠ you a woman?‌​

ㄴSwordmaster)⁠‌​ And what does‌⁠⁠ that have to‌‌‍ do with anything?‌‌‌

ㄴThen​ you wouldn’t understand​​ lmao.

ㄴPrecisely‍ because it’s weird,‌⁠‌ you have to‌ do it!

ㄴExactly.​ Exactly.

I set the gallery‌⁠‍ aside and sat​⁠​ down in front⁠ of the sloth.‌​

The​ sloth simply watched‍⁠⁠ me with that‍ same calm expression⁠‌ as always, without‍ doing anything else.​‍

“Alright,​​​ sloth. Try to‌ imitate me.”

“……”‌​‌

When‌​⁠ I sat cross-legged,⁠‌ the sloth slowly​⁠ began adjusting his⁠​⁠ posture.

I thought it would‌ be impossible because⁠‌​ his legs were⁠⁠ so short compared‍‍ to his long⁠‌ arms, but it​​‍ wasn’t.

Though‍‌ absurdly slowly, he‌​ managed to sit​‍ cross-legged little by‍​⁠ little.

Surprisingly‍⁠⁠ flexible.

And‍⁠ he didn’t even‍ fall backward, so‌ he seemed to‌ have quite a bit of core‌ strength.

‘Well,​ he’s a guy​⁠ who climbs trees.’​​‌

When‌‍​ I straightened my⁠​ back, he straightened⁠​ his too.

Now⁠⁠‌ only the breathing‍‌ remained.

I explained exactly what​‍ HeavenlyDemon had taught⁠ me.

“Alright.⁠ Now you need‌⁠‌ to breathe. If‍‌​ you focus strength‌ into your abdomen‍ while breathing, you’ll⁠‌⁠ start feeling something.”‍‌‍

“……”⁠‌⁠

“I’ll⁠⁠‍ show you how‍​ to do it.”⁠‍

I briefly entered the​‌ internal circulation technique⁠ to give him⁠⁠‍ an example.

It‍ was only a quick demonstration.

When‍​ I finished and‌​‌ opened my eyes,‍ the sloth was⁠ still staring at⁠⁠ me.

“Try​​‍ it. The important⁠ things are the‌​ breathing and the‍ abdomen. Understand?”

“……”‍

“You⁠‍ know where the‍‍​ abdomen is, right?”‍‌

Just‍​⁠ in case, I explained everything step⁠ by step.

And⁠‌⁠ surprisingly, he started‌ imitating my movements⁠‍ exactly.

It‌ hadn’t taken me‌ very long to‍⁠ sense mana.

It‍‍‌ also helped that⁠ I ate three‌⁠ fasting pills per‌ meal and that‌ the Forest of​⁠ Four Seasons was‌ overflowing with mana.⁠⁠⁠

Then⁠ maybe the sloth​ could also perceive​⁠ mana quickly.

With​‌‍ that small hope​‌⁠ in mind, I waited patiently.

“……”‌‍​

“……”⁠‍

“……”‍​

“Huu…”‌⁠​

“……”​‍

About‍‍⁠ three minutes passed‍​ before he finally​‌ inhaled.

Watching‌‌​ him slowly open⁠‍​ his mouth was‍ agonizing, but I patiently endured it.⁠‌

He⁠‌ had already inhaled,‌⁠‌ so now all‌⁠ that remained was⁠‍‍ exhaling.

In⁠ other words, completing‌‌ one full breath.‍‌​

“Huuu……”⁠

“Just⁠‍‍ stop already.”

My⁠⁠‍ patience had limits​⁠ too.

Now‍ I completely understood​‌ why researchers gave‍ up on studies‍​⁠ about sloths.

Even⁠ their normal movements‌⁠ were agonizingly slow.⁠‌

‘Besides,‍ he’s already strong⁠ even without this.’‌

I sighed and sat⁠‌ back down cross-legged.⁠‍

If‍​‌ this was going‌‍​ to take forever,‌ I might as‍‍​ well train myself‍‌ first.

‘Giving‌⁠​ him enough fasting⁠ pills should be​⁠​ enough.’

Thinking⁠‌ that, I focused‌‍ on the technique‍‍‌ again.

***‌

While‍‌‍ Grills closed his‌‌ eyes and concentrated​​⁠ on his internal‌ circulation technique.

“Huuu……”​‍‌

The⁠​ sloth, though absurdly‍⁠‍ slow, continued “breathing”⁠‍ little by little.‌​

“Huuuu……”⁠​⁠

Even‌‍ if he was​‍ so slow that‍‍ he could drive⁠‍‍ anyone crazy.

“Huuu……”‌

It‌​⁠ couldn’t be denied⁠⁠​ that, at the‍⁠ very least, he‌ was improving, even‍‌ if only slightly.‌‌‍

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